And in every life we fall like stars into each \ other's skies and we dream our way into each other's destinies. The whole I exist too much, world I feel too much, is built I think too much, on reality is crushing the life out of me. two words: And in the end I will seek you out " what if " amongst the stars.
The space dust of me will whisper "I love you" into the infinity of the Jon York 2019 universe.